Feliz Cumple
It's Grandmom's (or as she is most recently and affectionately called) GG's birthday today.
While it may seem inconsequential to her, for all of us, it is a day of thanks for her presence in our lives. And what a presence.
All my life, I have been so proud to have her as my grandmother--always the most beautiful, always the most sociable and lovely, always the best-dressed, always knowing how to treasure the important things and leave the rest, always for others. If someone asked me when I was younger who I looked up to, or who I respected, I remember never really having a good answer. Don't know why, perhaps I didn't need one then.
Today, if someone asked me the same question, unequivocably, it would be Grandmom. The older I get, the more I hope that I posess somewhere inside me, (through osmosis or perhaps I was lucky enough to receive some of her DNA), even if it is minute, some of the ephemeralness of who she is.
I want to be like her when I grow up.
I want to be able to have strength in spite of pain and sadness, I want to have grace in spite of anger and frustration. I want to have faith instead of doubt. I want to have a youthful spirit and sense of adventure. I want to have a beautiful life of love, family and friends.
Luckily for me, I need not look further than her to find the way to do it. She's been teaching me for the past 31 years.
xo